Mr. Wonderful

Why this feeling? Why this glow?

Why the thrill when you say Hello?

It's a strange and tender magic you do

Mister Wonderful, that's you.



Why this trembling when you speak

Why this joy when you touch my cheek?

I must tell you what my heart knows is true

Mister Wonderful, that's you.



And why this longing to know your charms

To spend forever here in your arms



Oh there's much more I could say

But the words keep slipping away

And I'm left with one point of view

Mister Wonderful, that's you



One more thing, then I'm through

Mister Wonderful

Mister Wonderful

Mister Wonderful, I love you!

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